Two Rivers Isle Mother knows best... Most of the time

His mouth was wide open as they both got lost in the stars, in their thoughts. Mother had a better explanation to why the sun had to be such an asshole, and suddenly, she wasn't that much of an asshole anymore. She was simply doing her job, like everyone else. Pyro felt a joy by looking at the clear night sky that he had never felt before, and his curiosity burned in that moment as he wondered who indeed was hidden among the bright stars and why wasn't it himself. That was when his eyes met his mother's once more, questioning, curious as always.

"Who?" he asked, itching to know the answer. This once he didn't have a hypothesis, he didn't know a way to get up there, or else he would have gone long ago. He could still see the stars reflected on his mother's eyes, and her tears. "Why are you sad, mommy?" he felt more important to ask. Tears were there for sad moments, and Pyro simply did not understand why his mother would be sad when he was with her and the stars were so pretty.